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What's going on? Why hasn't the thrush come back yet?

From early morning until the sun was at its peak, when the praying monks had completed seven rounds of the blessing ceremony with half of their chests bare, there was still no sign of the thrush, and Wu Youzhishu in the crowd could not help but frown more and more.

According to the "node" of the story that he had set, the white cat who should be the incarnation of a thrush came on stage. When the Great Witch King was about to hand over the crown to the "fake princess", he pounced on the crown and took away the crown to stop the ceremony, delaying it until the white snake brought the gloves. until.

But now the Great Witch King has stood up from the soft couch and finished reciting the ritual blessings of the Witch King Ceremony. Next, he will hand over the crown containing the heart of the Great Court. If the thrush and crow can't come back, then this story point will be missed. .

What's even more troublesome is that Thrush himself is not a "locked" target, but a "qualification" for putting on a nightcap and voluntarily entering the story. Apart from being able to sense that he is still alive, he is still providing information for the "Bedtime Story" Except for "fuel", the control over it is not strong.

Unless you are willing to give up the power provided by the thrush and convert it from "qualification" to the same "goal" as the God of Cookery, you cannot forcefully capture him to "go through the plot" and can only wait for him to come over slowly... In other words, he You won't run away from battle again, right?

"Residents of the Secret City, members of major associations, and citizens of Miphala Kingdom!"

Just when Wu Youzhishu, the incarnation of the pyramid scheme witch, was hesitating to change the story slightly and skip the plot point of grabbing the crown at the expense of reducing the intensity of the bondage, the loud voice of the ceremony's chief priest came from the temporary high platform in the center of the square. .

"Please keep quiet."

The officiant, whose face was smeared with brown oil paint, looked around solemnly, and then solemnly announced:

"Next, Her Royal Highness Caitlin will receive the crown from Her Majesty Beckinsale's hands under the witness of the guests and complete the most important part of the ceremony..."

Already starting?

Wu Youzhi looked around and found that the Great Witch King on the stage had completed the process. He took off the crown from his head with a smile, placed it on a silver tray covered with gorgeous silk cloth, and was applying red and white paint on Princess Caitlin with his own hands. Colored face pattern.

Wu Youzhi, who has witnessed the Witch King's ritual ceremony many times, knows that this is the last step before inheriting the position of the Great Witch King and inheriting the heart of the Great Court. As long as the facial pattern dedicated to [Witch] is applied, the Witch King Festival The ritual is equal to complete completion.

If the thrush and crow are not able to come back before then, not only will this story node be skipped, but even the [bedtime story] that you have set will be on the verge of collapse due to the lack of necessary conditions!

Damn thrush! I can only hold it back first!

After closing her eyes slightly, the MLM Witch looked at the surrounding situation, leaned against the outer wall of a hotel, and then took out the storybook representing "The Story of Utopia" and slowly closed it. Eye.

Immediately afterwards, a smoke as black as ink flowed quietly from the open pages of the storybook. While everyone was paying attention to the ritual, it followed the dark corners and shadows of the streets and alleys, heading towards The direction of the main stage drifted over.

Done! As long as you get the crown, you can drag on! Drag it until the thrush comes back!

After condensing its body under the main stage, the dark crow flapped its wings and flew straight towards the tray containing the crown like a sharp arrow. Amid the exclamations of everyone, it held the crown in its mouth. The gold-painted wooden crown soars into the sky!

Um? Wooden?

"Bang!"

After taking out the sniper rifle from the mirror world and blowing up the crow and the fake crown on his head, Prince Lionheart picked up a handkerchief and wiped his beloved gun while explaining to the confused officiant:

"It's just a sideshow, don't worry about it."

"But...the king...the crown..."

"Here, here you go."

After taking out the real crown with his backhand and handing it to the dull-faced officiant, Leon said with a smile:

"His Majesty the Witch King is old, and his cervical vertebrae are not very good. The pure gold crown weighs more than ten pounds. I was afraid that her neck would hurt, so I made a fake one. Just go on with your work... Oh, that's right. ”

After looking up at the crows that were re-condensing in the sky, Leon gently pushed the officiant away from the center of the main stage, and then waved to the guards waiting on both sides of the main stage.

"The ceremony will be suspended for now...bring everyone up!"

"???"

Under the blank gaze of tens of thousands of people in the square, dozens of people, whose hands were tied with ropes and whose heads were covered with black bags, were escorted onto the main stage by guards.

"Excuse me."

After taking off the badge that could amplify the sound from the chest of the officiant and fastening it on his collar, the Evil Prince stood in front of the stage in his place, facing tens of thousands of puzzled eyes, and assigned the number of people according to the "Bedtime Story" His own character declared with an evil look on his face:

"While His Majesty the Great Witch King is painting the facial tattoos of His Highness Caitlin, I will take this opportunity to announce a verdict and deal with some despicable criminals who try to resist me!"

judgment? criminal?

Faced with this sudden verdict, the people in the Secret City looked at each other in shock, not knowing what was going on. However, the crow that had re-condensed its body above the main stage was suddenly startled, and then looked at the struggling people with horrified eyes. "criminal".

One, two, three...thirty-nine!

There were exactly thirty-nine criminals in total who were tied to wooden stakes by the guards, with black bags covering their heads in black bags that covered their heads. Exactly the same!

Is it possible... could it be? !

...

"Come on, take off their hoods!"

After looking up at the crows hovering above, Leon ordered the guards to take off the hoods of the "criminals" while secretly making a gesture to the attendant next to him, indicating that he should lead people to block the square and not allow anyone to enter or leave before dark.

After the guards took off the hoods of the "criminals" and the attendants who received the order also mixed in and got off the main stage, the evil prince walked slowly to the first "criminal" and stretched out his hand to pull out the rag stuffed in his mouth.

"You damn lunatic!"

The first "criminal" seemed to be very courageous. The first sentence after he regained the ability to speak was a crazy shout.

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"Do you think you won? The true God is immortal! Even if you catch me, it's just..."

"Bang!"

After putting the barrel of the sniper rifle into its mouth and blowing off half of the head of Criminal No. 1, Leon pronounced the verdict calmly amid screams:

"The original charge will be dropped. The current charge is roaring at the execution ground and openly obstructing justice... Then it's No. 2."

"Asshole! How dare you?!"

After the rag in its mouth was pulled out, he looked at the big hole behind the head of "Criminal No. 1". The stake, the second criminal shouted angrily:

"You lowly human! Short-lived like an ant! Lowly..."

"Bang!"

"The crime is insulting the executioner, um... and using an outdated translation accent."

After rubbing the barrel of the gun on the clothes of the second prisoner, in the horrified eyes of the third prisoner... or the third true god, Leon reached out and pulled out the rag that blocked his mouth, frowning and questioning with some dissatisfaction:

"Why don't you speak? If you don't speak, how can I convict you?"